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For one of the strongest people I know
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Sitting, standing, waiting.You can't see it, but i can.Strolling, wandering, pacing.I hear the pain, is life out of here really better than?What if we..
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Young. When we are young the lies seep into our brains, father christmas, the tooth fairy, life is happy and long and sadly this is not reality, we ar..
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The cats eyes cursed at the kingdom beneath her. "Silly humans", she muttered to herself as she stared at the anger and pain below. The day had come, ..
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My eyes can see right through the sea but yet not a pretty picture.My ears can hear a symphony but yet never seem to hear my laughter.I have smelt the..
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Looking after something as it silenty whistles in the wind,singing, screaming out in pain longing to not have sinned.Peace is the echo of all of the p..
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it can smell my fearthe must and fog cloaks me and beckons the monster towards metime is of the essence the monster is coming is nearthe blood drips d..
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i am strong under the bright moonthe darkness shimmers in the everlasting lightwith every breath i take and every sight i see i swoonyou and the sun a..
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Why is it the sun hides when i wish for it to brighten my day?Why is it i can never find the words to say what my heart yearns for me to say?Why is it..
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